And the people that protested them and want 9.5 billion dollars from them

now they are being called 'mafia'

and that is all because it's Chevron.

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There is a movement against it.

Justice for the indigineos people in the Amazon¬†!

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And this next song is dedicated...

this next song is called 'the guillotine'

and this is for Chevron and their evil executives¬†!

Let's do it¬†!

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¬†We're at your door...

(The guillotine)

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Hey you!We got your warWe're at the gatesWe're at your door...

We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run¬†...

We want to thank you for flying with usWe know you coulda stayed home, just cried and cussedMay all your guns go off if it's time to bustMay all they tanks have time to rust

They got the armies turning bullets into goldThey got the hookers turning tricks in the coldAnd every time the police kicks in the doorAn angel gas brake dips in the OAnd even if a d-boy flips him a O

It ain't enough to buy shit anymoreSleep in the doorway, piss on the floorLook in the sky, wait for missiles to showIt's finna blow cause

They got the TV, we got the truthThey own the judges and we got the proofWe got hella people, they got helicoptersThey got the bombs and we got the, we got the

We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run¬†...

Don't talk about itIt won't showBe about itIt's 'bout to blow...

I just spit the dope lines, I don't snort 'emTell the boss to call police to escort himYou don't write all them lies, you just quote 'emGet offline, plug in to this modemNo, you can't out-vote 'em

The rules is still goldenOnly jewels we holding is if we guarding our scrotumIf you press your ear to the turf that is stolenYou can hear the sound of limitations explodingPlease sir, may we have another portion?

We're children of the beast that dodged the abortionNeck placed firm 'tween the floor and the FlorsheimWe'll shut your shit down, don't call it extortionCaution -- we're coming for your headSo call the Feds and get files to shredEvery textbook read said bring you the breadBut guess what we got you instead?

We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run¬†...

Let's keep it banging like a shotgunWe in a war before we fought oneNow if you're tired of working so they can play

A common enemy, we got oneNow keep it banging like a shotgunWe in a war before we fought oneNow if you're tired of working from day to dayA common enemy, we got one

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The Coup

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¬†Hailing from Oakland, CA, The Coup is a long-running rap group consisting of rapper/lyricist Raymond "Boots" Riley and DJ Pam the Funkstress. A second rapper, E-Roc, was a member of the group for its first two albums, but left afterward.

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While perhaps best-known for a shockingly prescient and ill-timed album cover choice, the group has released some of the smartest, funkiest, funniest, and most politically right-on music in the genre.

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Great records such as Steal This Album and Party Music revel in P-Funk-inspired tunes, intricately clever rhymes, and enough shout-outs to political heroes to keep a listener in the library for weeks

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Riley is also a member of Street Sweeper Social Club (with Rage Against the Machine's Tom Morello), but continues to keep The Coup active and funky